[ The Below held little of interest for Quetzalcoatl, truthfully. It’s maybe a bit true to expectation or a bit on the nose for a stereotype, but she just didn’t feel all that comfortable descending down into the depths of Springstar and away from the sun. However, if there was a place that could call her interest enough to visit from time to time, it was The Last Dance. It was truly the furthermost boundary of where she would descend to, but its allure as a place to meet and just talk to people was reason enough for her to descend.
So, she’s a bit surprised when she enters today and catches the smell of blood on the air. Her bright smile of excitement to meet people falls, since of course that’s no good. It’s all the more surprising when she’s approached by some of its customers, but she agrees immediately and without question. Someone needs help, and she’ll do what she can. It’s as simple as that.
Though as soon as she’s led to the booth and is close enough to see the familiar color of Set’s hair, her mood changes completely. She’d help a stranger, of course, but— ]
Oh, Set…
[ Her voice is soft, almost enough to be missed, but her heart immediately breaks for him. There’s tension in the air, and this may be approaching a dangerous situation when his claws are still out, but she all but ignores it. Quetzalcoatl enters the booth and sits next to him as she extends a hand to rest on his shoulder. It’s a gentle touch, one that just says “I’m here” before she says a single word. ]
sad <3
So, she’s a bit surprised when she enters today and catches the smell of blood on the air. Her bright smile of excitement to meet people falls, since of course that’s no good. It’s all the more surprising when she’s approached by some of its customers, but she agrees immediately and without question. Someone needs help, and she’ll do what she can. It’s as simple as that.
Though as soon as she’s led to the booth and is close enough to see the familiar color of Set’s hair, her mood changes completely. She’d help a stranger, of course, but— ]
Oh, Set…
[ Her voice is soft, almost enough to be missed, but her heart immediately breaks for him. There’s tension in the air, and this may be approaching a dangerous situation when his claws are still out, but she all but ignores it. Quetzalcoatl enters the booth and sits next to him as she extends a hand to rest on his shoulder. It’s a gentle touch, one that just says “I’m here” before she says a single word. ]